The holiday season is upon us! Thanksgiving at my house included a veritable feast of culinary delights, amongst them: creamed chard, cornbread stuffing, parmesan black pepper biscuits, cranberry ginger tangerine compote, herbs de provence rubbed turkey, scallops with a lemon fig jam, mustard mashed potatoes, red pepper corn, butternut squash sage gratin, pumpkin ricotta cheesecake, and an apple pecan pie. Whew! Oh, there was also a smoked trout spread and a feta pimento cheese dip with chipotle sauce.
In advance of publication of the book series I am authoring, I will be doing a number of promotional videos, discussing everything from chickens, to canning, to shopping at farmer’s markets, and beyond.
Below is the first video clip. It was filmed by my friend and editor, Nicole McConville, at my home earlier this month. I invite you to view it and pass it on to any friends of fine feathered friends that you may know!!
It’s pretty cold ’round here lately. Yesterday morning, the outdoor thermometer read 17 degrees. That’s unseasonably cold for here. In addition to working steadfastly on the wood stove, we employ ample use of flannel chez English in our efforts at staying warm when the mercury plunges.
The above image is of my new robe. It’s plaid, it’s flannel, and it’s big, which makes it an instant winner in my book. It’s also a men’s robe. Turns out most of the colors I prefer for my wardrobe are not the colors clothing designers believe women desire. While my palette is admittedly on the darker end of the color spectrum, I don’t think I’m the only female wishing to wrap herself up in something other than pink terry cloth snowflakes.
Lately, it’s all about the bees. I put honey in my tea and local bee pollen on my morning yogurt. In fact, I put honey AND pollen on my morning yogurt. I buy plain, organic, whole milk yogurt, scoop about 1/2 c. in a bowl, drizzle it with honey, and sprinkle about 1 Tbsp. of bee pollen on top of it. Since I’ve been doing this, I have succumbed to neither a head cold nor seasonal allergies. And, yes, I’m knocking on wood as I write this. Give it a go yourself. Find some local honey or pollen, consume it regularly, and note your response. You’ll be supporting bee keepers, helping bee communities to thrive, and heaping nutrients into your body all at the same time.
I’ve also been enjoying bee-related decor lately. This beehive cake pan was a gift I gave my friend Sharon for her birthday. As “Little Bee” is her nickname, it seemed appropriate. I’ve also enjoyed the jewelry of this designer. Her hive-motif pendants capture the innate magic and mystery inherent in the honeycomb. Perhaps some of you local folks would be interested in bee school as well? There’s potential for pleasure, pain, and profit!
It’s Sunday, which means I’m doing things like piling logs into the wood stove (note the spectral reflection?), making a go of it at yeast-based bread-making, working on the Introduction to Raising Chickens, watching the sun set over the mountains from my office window, and looking over old letters from friends, including a correspondence with Ryan Adams from back in ’91. It’s funny, the people you meet, having no idea who they will become.